Chapter 211

Zhou Ze silently observed the surroundings, and he knew that it should be a dream, but this time, he also realized the description Zhang Yanfeng had made before describing the dream - reality.

Yes,

this dream is really true,

you can see everything really.

Its reality is reflected in the details,

temperature,

humidity,

brightness,

there is no hazy feeling belonging to dreams, even, it seems to be too clear and clear. You just glance at it casually, but you can remember the friction traces of several bricks, including those on it.

Cold, humid and oppressive. Here, like the deepest part of nightmares, a corner in the abyss, the environmental elements are actually secondary, and the most important is the people sitting or lying in this narrow space.

Their looks,

their eyes,

that numbness, that laxity,

add the strongest despair here.

The air was filled with disgusting breath.

You have no way to analyze which single thing the odor comes from. It's a mixture that makes your scalp numb and unimaginable.

The smell of urine, pus and other stench, including body odor, are mixed together.

Zhou Ze lowers his head,

in this environment,

really makes him uncomfortable. To stay for a second is a kind of torture.

Even if it's a dream, he wants to wake up.

The clue of going to NIMA,

the trace of going to NIMA,

the truth of going to NIMA,

let me stay here, even if it's a dream, it's not good!

Boss Zhou is very willful at this time,

he closes his eyes,

he slowly imagines the feeling of floating on the bottom of the water in his heart. If ordinary people have such a dream of "ghost pressing the bed" or "Qingming dream", they can also do such an attempt, which can accelerate their recovery.

However,

just born, a hand suddenly pressed on zhouze's forehead, and this hand, which is very smelly, has a strong pungent taste that directly pierces zhouze's nasal cavity and stimulates his nerves.

"Burn Step back. "

He was talking to a middle-aged man with messy hair and two scars on his face.

Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes and subconsciously reached out to remove the hand on his forehead, but suddenly he found that his body was weak, but his strength was too weak to imagine.

The hands can only fall in half, and a dizzy.

"It's OK, it's OK, burn back, it's not a big problem."

The man opens his arms and embraces Zhou Ze in his arms.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou hates this damn truth now.

What do you do with this truth,

is it interesting?

The skin contact outside the ragged clothes is so clear now. The "mud" accumulated by the greasy and dirt on the man seems to have its own lubricating effect.

Every detail, every part of contact,

even the heat and humidity of each other's breath blowing on their own face,

all bring a disgusting despair!

"Is it still cold?"

The other side asked, the voice is very gentle.

Zhou Ze paid attention to the accent of the other party, with a little Sichuan flavor. In a word, it's not the local accent of Tongcheng.

Boss Zhou wants to scold, but he wants to end the embarrassment earlier. He shakes his head and wants to talk, but he can't say it when it comes to his mouth. He's too tired to say anything in his voice.

"Wow Wow... "

The sound of the chain rings and gets closer.

The people in the cell who used to be like a "corpse" suddenly got excited, and they all rushed to the side of the iron fence, holding the iron fence with their hands and looking out.

Just like the day of the market in the countryside, we all went to watch it.

"Wow Whoa... "

Near,

very near,

people in handcuffs are coming!

Zhou Ze would like to get up and take a look. This should be the scene that Zhang Yanfeng saw in his dream, but it seems that either he is more real than Zhang Yanfeng or he and Zhang Yanfeng are not in the same perspective at all.

Get up,

get up for Laozi,

smell,

this dirty place has been experienced,

is also held by a man,

if you can't get up to see the specific situation, Zhou Ze feels that all these sufferings have been suffered in vain, and he is also too bad.The man in front of him winked and beckoned him to help himself up.

"As soon as your fever is over, lie down for a while. I'll have a look."

Said, the man is very gentle to put boss Zhou on the ground, this area is padded with thick grass, so it is softer than other positions.

Boss Zhou raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the cell.

now in the whole cell,

including the man who was with him before,

all crowded to the side of the iron railings and looked out with his head,

like a group of fans chasing stars.

Only Zhou Ze,

alone,

lay there alone, motionless.

Zhou Ze felt that he was like a fool, a bit like running a dragon suit. Moreover, the Dragon suit had no lines and was a corpse. When the camera was switched to other places, the director of kendad was not allowed to get up by himself and had to let himself continue to lie on the corpse.

No one speaks,

no one speaks,

fuck,

can't watch the live broadcast,

can't even hear the sound?

Zhou Ze scolded again in his heart. He really wanted to close his eyes now and break the dream without any interference so that he could wake up.

He should lie on Yingying's leg now, sleep soundly, and let Yingying make tea for himself when he wakes up?

But Zhou Ze is a little reluctant to go back empty handed, because he has suffered a lot and has been taken advantage of the price?

Besides, he remembered Zhang Yanfeng's saying that he remembered the dream very clearly, because it was very real, but he only did it once.

Therefore,

is likely, and

Zhou Ze has only one chance.

I bear it,

I continue to bear it,

Zhou Ze begins to recall the state of "feign death" after his car accident in the last stage of his last life,

think about the experience of being put on makeup and pushed into the crematorium at that time,

now,

seems less unbearable.

The breath sounds of onlookers were also increased. There was a kind of eagerness and a kind of desire in the breath sounds of the onlookers.

like a male chimpanzee who was in a state of oestrus, with his nose blowing, he had to beat his own chest with both hands and "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Don't ask Zhou Ze how he can infer so many things from the breath sound.

after all, what else can he study now besides studying this little sound change?

"Wow Hua la Whoa... "

Come,

come,

people dragging the chain,

come slowly,

and according to the voice, Zhou Ze can confirm that the other party has come to the door of his cell.

Zhou Ze, with all his strength, turned his head sideways. He wanted to see it.

he wanted to see it.

he wanted to see it!

But then, Zhou Ze despaired. He could only see the back of a group of men at the railing. They blocked it tightly.

Boss Zhou can't even look for a gap!

Shit!

Zhou Ze kept roaring in his heart.

"Wow Hua la Whoa... "

The sound starts to lengthen slowly from near to far. People should go far.

Is this the way to go?

Don't say anything?

"The door for people to get in and out is locked, and the hole for dogs to get in and out is still open?"

Zhou Ze discussed with Zhang Yanfeng before. According to the environment at that time, people wearing foot cuffs are likely to be martyrs, martyrs willing to die rather than surrender. Although there are some problems that may be contradictory, the probability of that possibility is really great.

Now,

Zhou Ze can exclude the previous inference.

Because Zhou Ze did not see the other people in the cell feel sad and angry when the man in handcuffs went far away. On the contrary,

their faces were full of envy and longing.

As if I wish the man who went out in chains was myself.

This makes Zhou Ze a little confused. What does that mean?

The man turned back again and reached out to help Zhou Ze clean his hair.

To be honest,

if Xu Qinglang is asked to do this action for himself,

at most, he feels a little uncomfortable, but not too disgusted, but the greasy and dirty guy in front of him does this, which makes boss Zhou's disgust rise again.

This place,He really didn't want to stay for a moment.

"Go back to sleep. I'll take that one for you when the meal starts."

The man said softly.

Boss Zhou is really not interested in eating. He can't eat normal food, not to mention the environment here. In fact, you already know what the food of these people is.

Is the dream over?

Is it over?

Zhou Ze is like a man who has watched the movie and is waiting for the eggs before he leaves.

But after waiting for a long time, there should be no eggs.

Just as Zhou Ze was about to leave the dream with his eyes closed,

suddenly,

Zhou Ze felt a cramp in his abdomen, like something was kicking his stomach.

Have you eaten a bad stomach?

"What's the matter, do you hurt?"

The man looked at Zhou Ze anxiously, and then reached out to touch his stomach.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

Just then, there came the sound of sissoso. A wooden bucket was put outside. It should be food.

The man stood up and went over there.

The anticipated looting didn't appear, and everyone seemed to restrain spontaneously, waiting for the man to take a broken bowl, fill the first meal, take the soup and come back, and then all the people began to loot.

Shit,

prison bully?

Zhouze bookstore has many books about "bully president falls in love with me". Many girls like reading them very much.

now this is "prison bully falls in love with me"?

"Come on, sit up and eat."

The man helped Zhou Ze up, sat against the wall,

Zhou Ze sat up,

bowed his head,

found that his stomach bulged greatly,

flatulence?

So serious?

"It's hard for you, and it's hard for the children in your stomach." The man said with apology.

In the belly children?

Is this a woman's body?